No, No, mark, I want you to turn me back to a girl. Please? she requested. Wait a minute here. Lets think about this. Havent you ever wondered how boy... pee? Now is your chance to find out I pointed out. No, Mark. I dont know how. I wouldnt even know where to start. she replied. Well, I will help you. Its not like I havent seen my own stuff before I replied. That is a bit weird, but I suppose so. You better hurry though, cos I need to go NOW! she exclaimed. So we got up from the computer and. The guy was looking around and edged closer to get a good look at my cock….I was getting harder and felt like I was on the verge of cumming without much stroking.His cock was hard as he moved closer and I turned to let him see my hard cock…he smiled and grabbed my hand and placed it on his cock. I stroked it as he grabbed mine.Again, it wasn’t long before I was cumming and I was disappointed not to have lasted longer but instead of zipping up and fleeing as I had done yesterday I stood there. The locker rang loudly when I hit it. I heard a slapping of feet and my felt terror taking control of me. Ms. Miller appeared, completely naked at the entrance of the shower and stared down at me. Slumped against a locker with my pants around my ankles, her panties wrapped around my still leaking cock, I must have made quite a sight. So did she. Inspite of my horror I was still able to get a look at her full round breasts, maybe a c cup, with her hard dark nipples standing out in the chill. Michelle remembered being thankful for their help. Just then a white van pulled up and the side door opened. Michelle could see some men sitting on the floor and that there were no back seats. Before she could say anything, the men pushed both Michael and Michelle into the van. The door shut, and the van sped off. Immediately the men grabbed Michelle and ripped at her dress. When Michael tried to help her, one of the men hit him and held him down. It wasn't hard to do in Michael's intoxicated.